Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed in a hurry.

In the past three months, Yunzhou has not been very calm, to be precise, the land of Beize has not been very calm, and something has happened that has made many monks jaw-dropping.

The reason is that three months ago, Liu Qingyun, the elder of the Jindan of the Beize Sect, suddenly attacked the disciples of Hongyuanmen who came to the land of Beize to perform the mission, and the battle between the two sides was earth-shattering.

However, this battle made Elder Liu also lose an arm, and he is currently missing, and it is said that someone has seen him in the desert west of Yunzhou.

This battle had a great impact, and Beizezong was also frightened, and immediately sent people to Hongyuanmen to apologize and confess, saying that all of Liu Qingyun's practices were buried in the dark, in short, after compensating a lot of things, the angry Hongyuanmen reluctantly accepted it and did not destroy it.

Many monks are rumoring that after this incident, the vitality of the Beize Sect was greatly damaged, the foundation of the sect was hollowed out, and it no longer had the strength to command Beize, and the Chu family would soon rise strongly and completely become the overlord of Beize.

For Wang Ran, the mastermind behind all this, he didn't know these things, he was cultivating in the Treasure Pavilion of Beize Sect at the moment, and in the past three months, he had not only fully recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation had also improved, and he was much stronger than three months ago.

Suddenly, two golden rays of light shone in the secret room, but it was Wang Ran who was cultivating who opened his eyes, and in this pair of seemingly ordinary pupils, if you look closely, you will find that it is as deep as containing a sea of stars.

He stood up and exhaled softly.

The whole person's body burst out with a strong momentum, like a sharp sword blade, dazzling, and the breath faintly emanated, which was already the cultivation of the ninth layer of the foundation.

But in fact, he was actually only building the seventh layer of the foundation, and in the past three months, he had recovered from his injuries, and with the help of the abundant spiritual energy and elixirs here, he cultivated day and night, and in one fell swoop, he broke through from the sixth layer of the foundation to the seventh layer of the foundation.

It is also visible from the eighth floor of the foundation, and it is faintly touched to the threshold.

Coupled with the additional two layers of cultivation given by "Zhenshanhe", his whole person looked like the ninth layer of the foundation, and his spiritual power was extremely rich.

Gently clenched his fists, Wang Ran's eyes showed a touch of confidence, he felt that after experiencing the baptism of life and death, his strength was no longer what it used to be, if he faced Ling Tianchen's projection body again, he would not be so embarrassed.

As for Lin Junzhi and the like, he can easily crush him.

"It's been three months, and I don't know how the little sister is doing. Wang Ran muttered in a low voice, his eyes showed nostalgia, remembering the figure of the little junior sister, Zhao Xiaobai and others, since they left that day, they had cut off the news, and they didn't know if they had returned to the sect now.

After pondering for a while, he decided not to retreat and cultivate, it was time to get out of the customs, presumably three months would be enough for Beize Sect and Hong Yuanmen to gradually forget him, at least walking in the land of Beize, it should not be so dangerous.

His eyes swept over the spiritual jade and pills and other items around him, Wang Ran couldn't help but smile slightly, revealing a weasel-like mother light, and with a wave of his big hand, those things immediately disappeared in place, and he received them into his system backpack.

It was just a few blinks of an eye, and this treasure house, which had stored all the heritage of the Beize Sect for hundreds of years, was looted by Wang Ran, and he didn't even leave his hair, and it was clean from beginning to end.

Clapping his hands contentedly, Wang Ran summoned a black brush again, and if he wanted to leave here, he naturally had to use Xiao Hei's power.

Otherwise, if he broke in, those forbidden formations outside the Treasure Pavilion alone would be enough to kill him hundreds of times.

Wang Ran didn't want to try the taste of the formation, after all, it was better to be low-key, appear quietly, leave quietly, wave his sleeves, and leave without leaving a cloud.

About to leave, the black brush is also cheering, trapped in the secret room for three months, but it has been suffocated, and I have long wanted to go out to breathe in the fresh air and have a good time.

"Okay, okay, don't get too excited, calm down. Wang Ran touched the pen, his expression was also a little funny, in the past three months, Xiao Hei has recuperated his spirit here, his strength has also recovered a little, and the range of shuttle is also larger, this time he should be able to fly directly out of the land of Beize.

However, the specific landing location is not very clear, if you can directly return to the Wisdom Sect, it will naturally be good, but if it is teleported to the foot of Hongyuanmen Mountain, Wang Ran will have to cry.

With a little anticipation, Wang Ran sat cross-legged on Xiao Hei's body, which had become huge, and saw that at this moment, there were mysterious runes flickering at the barrel of the pen, and ink appeared on the tip of the pen out of thin air, drawing a circular pattern on the air in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the void there was opened up out of thin air, like a monster's giant mouth, devouring Wang Ran with his teeth and claws.

Xiao Hei cheered, turned into a streamer, and quickly drilled into the void, and the opening, after the blink of an eye, disappeared.

The entire secret room of the Treasure Pavilion has returned to its former calm, only the empty shelves prove that there were once people here.

......

Yunzhou, somewhere in the forest in the sky.

At this moment, the air suddenly rippled, and then I saw that a whirlpool appeared there, and within the whirlpool, something was flying out.

The sound of the brush, but it was a black brush, after emerging from the whirlpool, stayed in this world, on the barrel of its pen, there was also a young man, dressed in white, with a calm face, looking around.

"Damn Xiao Hei, where did you bring me again?" the young man muttered involuntarily when he saw that there was no one around him, only an empty forest.

The brush shook the tip of the brush, as if it was disdainful, and then flew to the sky with the young man, shuttling over the forest sea.

This young man was naturally Wang Ran, and after teleporting out, he couldn't tell where he was, so he had to look in a direction casually and keep flying.

The scenery along the way was beautiful, but it was not lonely, but there was no one in sight, and it was not until a few hours later, when the sky was gradually darkening, that the shadows of other monks appeared in Wang Ran's sight.

And in the end, there were more and more monks nearby, some flying with Edgeworth, some riding demon beasts, and galloping across the sky.

However, most of the people converged in one direction, and Wang Ran also had to follow the current and hurry together, until another half an hour later, a huge city appeared in Wang Ran's sight, prostrate on the ground.

In the sky above the city, the monks shuttled back and forth, and there were phoenix birds singing together, which was very lively.